Bewitched as cannon fodder

After Sang's mother fainted, Lan Luo helped her to the hospital.

In the hospital, the smell of disinfectant was very pungent. In the corridor with people coming and going, Sang Yian looked at the closed door of the emergency room, leaning against the cold wall anxiously. Be there to comfort him.

"I've already hired the best doctor in the city. Your mother is fine." Lan Luo said softly, with her left hand on his shoulder.

And Sang Yi'an pursed his lips tightly, looking at the door of the emergency room with a panicked expression.

After a while, there were hurried footsteps in the corridor. Sang's father, who got the news, had just come from home. When he heard the news that his wife had entered the hospital, he was in a hurry to go out without even knowing that his shoes were on backwards.

As soon as he saw Sang Yi'an, he pointed at him angrily and said, "Don't you know that your mother has a heart attack and is not in good health? She went to you and you were angry with him."

Although Father Sang has entered old age, his temper and appearance do not match his age at all, and he is full of spirit.

At this time, Lan Luo also stood in front of Sang Yi'an, restrained her gentleness, "Uncle, this matter is all my fault, it's my fault, that's why Auntie fainted."

But Father Sang turned a blind eye to it, and only looked at his youngest son with disgust in his eyes, and said in a stern voice: "You have been useless since you were a child, and you have been spoiled by your mother without knowing how serious it is. Hospital."

For this useless, he is not as good as his elder brother in any way. If it weren't for his wife, who loves the house and loves his wife, he has fulfilled his father's responsibility these years, but now, he actually angered his wife like this.

The more Sang father thought about it, the anger in his heart also rose. Even when he strode forward, seeing his youngest son dare not make a sound, the anger in his heart made him stretch out his hand uncontrollably, wanting to teach this spoiled son a lesson. child.

But in the next second, someone grabbed his hand, and the amber pupils of the man in front of him were piercingly cold, but there was a false smile on the corner of his lips, "Uncle, aunt is still lying inside, and you don't know what to do." After listening to my explanation, it is not good to do something to An An?"

"who are you?"

When Sang's father saw someone blocking him, his anger became more intense, and he even spoke mockingly, not caring about Sang Yi'an's feelings at all.

"I said how this kid has changed recently. It seems that you lied to him. Let me tell you, no matter how useless he is, he is still a child of my Sang family. Don't even think about getting involved with someone like you." point."

And dismissed Sang Yi'an as useless, with a disdainful tone.

When Sang Yi'an heard these words, his face turned pale, and his eyelids drooped slightly.

Seeing his weak and fragile appearance, Lan Luo's smirk, which made Yu Guang always pay attention to him, also put away.

"No matter how much I lie to him, it's a matter between me and An An. As An An's father, uncle doesn't need to tell his son that he is useless."

"Why did I say something wrong? Let me tell you, I don't know what he looks like as a father..."

Just at this time, the door of the emergency room was opened, and the nurse came out from inside.

Father Sang went over immediately and asked about the situation.

After knowing that there was nothing serious, he breathed a sigh of relief, and Sang Yi'an's originally tense heart also relaxed.

After finally confirming that nothing serious happened, Lan Luo took the initiative to ask him, "I'll take you back."

Sang Yi'an looked at Sang's father who only had his mother in his eyes, and thought that with him around, his mother should be fine.

Then when the two walked out of the hospital, Lan Luo asked someone to drive over. After they got into the car together, Lan Luo showed an apologetic expression, "An'an, I'm all to blame for what happened tonight."

Sang Yi'an looked at the street at three o'clock in the morning through the car window, except for the street lights, the surroundings were pitch black, and said absently, "It's okay."

Lan Luo's eyebrows were cold, and she asked softly, "Are you worried about your parents?"

Sang Yi'an didn't speak.

"I remember when I was in school, you didn't have a good relationship with your parents, and you always refused to let me see your parents." Lan Luo's voice was like a cello, elegant but with a natural coolness.

"I'll show you a joke today." Sang Yi'an's eyelashes trembled slightly, the lights in the car were not turned on, and his whole body was shrouded in darkness, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

But Lan Luo guessed that he was in a bad mood.

So he turned slightly sideways, passing a street light, his sharp jawline flashed past.

"No, it's all my fault."

Sang Yi'an didn't speak any more, while Lan Luo reached out to hold his hand at this moment, and then didn't say anything more.

He wanted to struggle to get rid of it, but moved a few times, and found that he couldn't struggle, so he let his movements go. Finally, after the public welfare, Lan Luo said good night to him.

This is the end of tonight.

The next day, Sang Yi'an just woke up when he received a message from the computer.

[Rouse, your manuscript is so beautiful! ! 】

Sang Yi'an read the message, returned a shy expression, and turned off the computer.

Because I learned painting in junior high school, my mother finally thought that since the cultural class scores are not high, it is better to learn some art piano and the like, as for painting.

[The paint is easily stained on An An's clothes, it looks dirty, and it is useless to learn it, and there is no need for a painter at home, it is better to learn some music, and it will be nicer to speak out]

So learning to paint was suspended in junior high school, but he was still very interested in it, and picked it up secretly in high school to learn.

At that time, Lan Luo found out that he was painting secretly, and didn't expose him, and even gave him a sloppy eye. When his parents saw that he had paint and other things, it was Lan Luo who called and said it was his.

Because of this, Sang Yi'an noticed Lan Luo for the first time.

I noticed that the most eye-catching, aloof and noble boy on campus turned out to be such a warm-hearted person.

Then, the relationship between the two gradually warmed up.

Sang Yi'an didn't know why, but he remembered the past again.

He frowned, and when he saw that it was almost time, he immediately packed up and went to the hospital to see his mother.

When he arrived, Sang's father had just left, and only Sang's mother was left in the ward.

"An'an, you are back. Just now your father has something to deal with. He went back first. I heard from your father that the man came with you yesterday?"

"Ah."

Hearing Sang Yi'an nodded.

The weak middle-aged woman couldn't help but wanted to stand up, but because the needle was still inserted in the back of her hand, "Hiss..."

Hearing her voice, Sang Yi'an hurried over to support her.

"An'an, mom is really doing it for your own good. You won't end well with a man."

Sang's mother said earnestly, but he just listened quietly, and then waited for her to say something, and then he said slowly: "I don't have that kind of relationship with him. But my sexual orientation is male, so you don't need to persuade me me."

Mother Sang was quite happy when she heard the previous words, but when she heard the latter words, her face, which was already pale and unbearable, was on the verge of collapse, as if she couldn't bear the blow.

"An'an, you have been very well-behaved since you were a child. Why do you grow up and become different from when you were a child?"

"Isn't my mother good for me? Then I like men and my mother should be good for me, right?"

"An'an, you..."

Sang's mother had never heard that her youngest son would talk to her in such a tone one day. She was full of disbelief, but when she looked up she saw the beautiful boy standing in front of her.

The windows outside were closed tightly, surrounded by clean white walls, and the sound of the infusion was "tick-tock".

Sang's mother has grown up in front of her eyes, her brows and eyes are no longer as cute as before, and her bones are gradually not the child she used to be, she can manipulate them as she pleases.

She sighed suddenly, "Forget it, you like men and your mother doesn't object. It just so happens that I have a friend whose son is very talented. An An, can you meet him?"

Sang Yi'an didn't expect his mother to agree so easily this time, with a surprised look on his face. After hearing her words, he frowned and said, "Mom, I don't like it..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't like it. After all, you are a stranger. Why don't you know if you like it or not after meeting, and I don't like the man next to you."

I didn't expect to hear this sentence from Sang's mother. Sang Yi'an wanted to explain to Lan Luo, but Sang's mother said to herself: "Don't look at your good skin, but there is something wrong with the way he looks at you, An'an. .”

Sang Yi'an froze for a moment, and then heard her say, "The possessive desire hidden in the eyes, the ever-present love, is the most disgusting existence."

Although she has reached middle age, her eyebrows and eyes are still beautiful, that is, such a middle-aged beautiful woman, who has always been a weak and weak mother in their eyes.

It was the first time to say such words, and the disgust in that tone made Sang Yi'an look at her in surprise, but Sang's mother seemed to have calmed down and returned to her previous fragile appearance.

"My mother was wrong just now. Don't mind An An. I'll let him come out to meet you tomorrow." The woman smiled gently.

"Okay." Sang Yi'an pondered for a while, and felt that it shouldn't be a big deal to prevaricate.

When Sang's mother saw that he agreed, joy appeared in her eyes, "Sure enough, An An still listens to her mother the most."

When Sang Yi'an agreed to go on a blind date, Sang Ye probably got the news from Sang's mother and called, "An'an heard that you are going on a blind date?"

"Ah."

"Listen to me, there's something wrong with my mother, I'm afraid the person she introduced to you is not right..."

Before Sang Ye finished speaking, Sang Yi'an was already sitting in the dining room, and a refined man with glasses appeared in front of him sitting opposite him.

"Are you Aunt Xue's youngest son? An'an?" The man opposite was polite and polite.

Aunt Xue is his mother's surname.

Sang Yi'an quickly said yes, and then told the elder brother on the opposite side to talk later, and hung up the phone.

Then the man opposite introduced himself, "My name is Ren Bai. I just returned to China, and then I came out of the closet when I came home. I didn't expect to be arranged on a blind date."

Ren Bai smiled wryly at the corner of his lips when he said this.

"I also came out of the closet, and then came here for a blind date."

Ren Bai looked at the well-behaved young man in front of him, with curved eyebrows and unbelievable beauty. He didn't pay attention at first, but gradually he unconsciously turned his attention to him.

The two people in the back chatted happily. Originally, they just wanted to meet each other. Sang Yi'an, who went through the process, also talked to him a lot unconsciously, and Ren Bai was also surprised that the two had similar personalities and hobbies, which made him Very pleasantly surprised.

After the two finally walked out of the restaurant, Ren Bai asked him for a contact information, and Sang Yi'an did not refuse. When he gave him the contact information, Ren Bai suddenly asked curiously, "Why is he here?"

Sang Yi'an followed his gaze, and saw through the glass of the restaurant, the man on the opposite side was dressed casually, but the alienation and extravagance of his eyebrows and eyes made people's eyes fall on him.

"You know him?" Sang Yi'an frowned, feeling uneasy lingering in his heart, he didn't know why Lan Luo was here suddenly?

And Ren Bai just sighed and said, "He was very famous in our study abroad circle before, and the papers he published before shocked the academic circle. At that time, his photo was still published in our school. He is such an influential figure. Continue logically. If it continues to develop, it will definitely reach the peak in the academic circle, but this is the kind of person who returned to China without saying a word."

"Fame and money, he returned to China without asking for a penny. At that time, many people in our study abroad circle said that he had lost his mind. But in my opinion, everyone has their own choice, and I admire it. His, if it were me, I would never give up these."

Ren Bai's originally refined temperament, at this moment, revealed his ambition, and showed Sang Yi'an without any concealment.

And Sang Yi'an just listened quietly. After listening to him, Lan Luo didn't seem to notice them.

So Sang Yi'an found an excuse to leave, and Ren Bai offered to send him home.

Sang Yi'an originally wanted to refuse, because Lan Luo appeared here, which made him always afraid of what would happen.

After Ren Bai heard that he was going back, he showed a regretful expression, but then said, "Then see you next time."

This time Sang Yi'an didn't refuse, seeing that he didn't refuse, a smile hung on the corner of Ren Bai's lips.

And just when Sang Yi'an was about to take a taxi back, a pair of powerful hands landed on his shoulders, "An'an, don't you say hello to me when you see me?"

Sang An instantly straightened his back, looked flustered, and tried to calm down his voice, "Why are you here?"

"As long as you're with that man, I'll be here as long as possible." His voice was lazy, and he couldn't hear much emotion.

But Sang Yi'an listened to his words and felt the danger in his tone. It seemed that at this moment, he remembered that the man behind him was a dangerous person. The tranquility of this period made him almost forget Lan Luo's paranoia , what's more, he also has a fusion of personalities like several other lunatics.

Thinking of Sang Yi'an here, he said in an unnatural tone: "Then why don't you come to me."

As soon as this was mentioned, Lan Luo said aggrievedly: "I've been there all the time, and I walked around in front of you on purpose, but you didn't see me."

It turned out that the scene just now was done on purpose by him.

Sang Yi'an frowned, his eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly shaking, making Lan Luo behind him stretch out his hand uncontrollably, teasing her human eyelashes, and then said softly like a lover: "An'an, you Why is your body so stiff, I won't do anything to you."

"I..." Sang Yi'an opened his mouth nervously, trying to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

Ke Lanluo smiled lightly: "An'an, don't you believe me? If I really want to do something, he won't be able to appear in front of you."

Then he moved gently, pulled the stiff Sang An into the car, and followed the driver to drive.

Soon they came to a deserted bridge, and when they arrived at this place, Sang Yi'an suddenly remembered that this place seemed to be the place where they had their first date.

Just as he was in a trance, Lan Luo stretched out his hand and took him from the car to the railing of the bridge.

"Do you remember? You brought me here, and I'm the place we often come to."

"I remember, but we've broken up."

Facing this place, Sang Yi'an didn't want to have too much affection.

But Lan Luo just chuckled, the sun had already set, and the bridge was surrounded by mountains.

The sunset glow is like a burning fire cloud, the peaks are emerald green, the man's eyes are like the scorching heat of midsummer, and the voice sighs: "An'an, do you still remember the first world?"

As soon as he mentioned the first world, Sang Yi'an's face suddenly turned pale, with a layer of pink and black in shame.

Lan Luo looked far away, looking at him with nostalgia and a trace of greed.

"That was the first world you experienced. At that time, An An didn't understand anything. She was bullied by me until she committed suicide and escaped. Now, An An, are you worried that I will treat you the same as in the previous world?"

Having been exposed to the worry in his heart, Sang Yi'an pursed his lips, looking flustered but trying to calm down, "Then would you do this?"

"An'an, can you promise to be with me?"

"I do not want."

"Then what if it's Lan Luo? It's not the fusion of several consciousnesses, what about 'Lan Luo'?"

Sang Yi'an was stunned when he heard this question, the beautiful young man, his skin is as white as the white clouds in the sky, and his delicate contour lines are all so beautiful that people can't look away.

"I don't know, but I don't like people ignoring my thoughts. I hate it very much." Sang Yi'an didn't know how to answer. When he thought that if he didn't want to say it, he suddenly thought of Lan Luo to help him block it. The attack, the wounded final scene.

He should hate Lan Luo and hate him, but when Sang Yi'an heard the phrase "Don't be afraid", all his disgust turned into confusion.

And when he asked him about this topic, Sang Yi'an subconsciously said what was in his heart.

When Lan Luo heard his words, his brows and eyes were brightened, "If I take your thoughts into account in the future, can we continue?"

"To be honest, I was very angry when I saw you, An An, with another man just now. I wanted to kill that man on the spot." His killing intent appeared instantly.

Sang Yi'an was not surprised, he could really do it on the spot.

"But I thought, you will hate it, just like in the last world, I did something wrong to you, and the way you looked at me made me unbearable."

Lan Luo, who integrated all the world's memories, also naturally saw the alienated eyes that Sang Yi'an once looked at him, which also pulled him back from his precarious sanity.

So enduring the rationality of collapsing anytime and anywhere, he brought Sang An'an here, and he wanted to make it clear to Sang An'an, "An'an, I can allow you to talk to others, but I really don't allow you to talk to others in the future." others together."

The deep black eyes contained endless darkness at this moment, as if they could drag people into it in the next second.

Sang Yi'an felt his breath was dangerous, he took a few steps back, his expression was weak, he knew that according to his character, Lan Luo would definitely do dangerous things.

And Lan Luo was obviously in a good state before, but today because he saw him on a blind date with another man, what about next time?

Sang Yi'an didn't dare to imagine, his face was as pale as a patient, but he looked at Lan Luo who had perverted paranoia in his eyes.

He knew that Lan Luo was the patient, a neurotic and dangerous patient.

After Lan Luo finished speaking, the air was still, and the oppressive atmosphere was as if someone could throw a stone and break everything.

"I don't want to be with you, but..."

Sang Yi'an's voice slowed down a bit. Seeing Lan Luo's eyes fixed on him, his fingers curled up nervously, but his gaze was fixed on him.

"I can have you by my side. As for the boyfriend, unless you agree that I will take you to a psychiatrist and take medicine to control your sick thoughts."

Sang Yi'an naively thought that if Lan Luo's state could be treated like other people, she would be able to return to normal.

Although he is not a human being, no one said that gods cannot receive psychological treatment like normal people.

When Lan Luo heard this outrageous request, he was also silent for a while. He couldn't understand this request, but when he thought of it, it meant that he still had a chance. As for the complete cure, he selectively ignored it.

So, the two who reached an agreement went back from the bridge, but when Lan Luo really wanted to see a psychiatrist, he walked in.

Sang Yi'an was still in a daze for a while, and suddenly felt that as a god, he was going to see a doctor now, how magical it felt.

He didn't know that he was out of his mind at the time, how could he bring up this idea, but he didn't expect Lan Luo to agree.

A god, for his sake, agreed to this ridiculous request.

Sang Yi'an, who was sitting on the sofa outside, couldn't help but clench his lips.

However, since there is no way to deal with Lan Luo, it is better to learn to control him.

When he was thinking this way, he was sitting on the sofa when he noticed his mother came out of the treatment room inside.

He was taken aback for a moment, and Sang's mother who came out did not expect Sang Yi'an to appear here, her face was only flustered for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

Her voice was gentle enough to drown people, "An'an, why are you here?"

"I came to see a doctor with my friend, mother, why are you here?" He showed puzzled eyes.

And Sang's mother was slowly sitting beside him, her voice was as soft as ever, but what she said surprised Sang Yi'an.

"I'm here because I'm sick."

Sang's mother didn't show a crying look this time, she was just talking about a normal thing.

"I was sick very early, but I kept it from you all the time, even your father didn't know."

"If he knew, he would definitely be shocked, and he would definitely know. He has been using the excuse of being afraid of ghosts pressing the bed and using the knife under the bed to ward off evil spirits. He just wanted to see if he didn't like it one day and killed him."

When Sang Yi'an heard this, he couldn't help standing up, while Sang's mother laughed out loud.

"I lied to you, you child is not easy to tease."

Sang Yi'an didn't know that his mother would tease people in this way, but at this moment Lan Luo walked out from inside.

When Sang's mother saw him coming out, her voice was very low, but Sang Yi'an, who was very close to her, could hear him clearly.

"An'an, the way he looks at you is disgusting. If one day he betrays you, kill him."

The paranoid, indifferent, and murderous words made Sang Yi'an speechless, and looked at his mother with a pale face.

For the first time, he realized that his mother was not simple at all.

"Mom, did you say something wrong?"

"An'an is so cute. She was raised by me so much, so she doesn't look like me at all." The beautiful middle-aged woman sighed after saying this, and then her expression returned to her previous appearance the moment Lan Luo came over.

Vulnerable, sensitive.

"An'an, your father is still waiting for me at home. I'll go back first. You are so old, and I can't stop you from liking someone, but you have to listen to your mother."

No matter who it is, it is the image of a mother who loves her son.

Like all these years, flawless.

Just when she was about to leave, Lan Luo's voice sounded slowly, "Auntie, you came to see a doctor today, why doesn't uncle know?"

Sang's mother's complexion changed instantly, and she said softly, "You child, what lies are you talking about. An An, you see that this child is not honest at all. I will introduce you to you tomorrow."

"I don't need my aunt's introduction. An'an has already considered being with me. And does my aunt want to answer the phone?"

After being reminded by Lando, Sang's mother noticed a call notification sound coming from her mobile phone. Although she was surprised, how did he know?

Then when she got on the phone, she heard the other side of the conversation. After a few seconds of silence, she asked in a deep voice, "Xueman, what are you hiding from me?"

The stack of documents in his hand seemed to be laughing at his stupidity.

Father Sang: "Come back."

Those two words made Sang's mother's face change. The two have been together for so long, and Sang's father has never spoken to her in this tone.

And Lan Luo, who smiled gently, reminded from the side, "Auntie, it's time for you to go back."

The man's voice was like a demon whispering at the moment.

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